Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Humanity

If you ever want to lose faith in humanity go to a high school. It's hard to distinguish colors at a school.  However the color that shines through is stupid and it has many shades. Mixed in with stupid are hues of disrespect.
I'm always surprised when I see these kids return day after day to a school they don't care about to get an education they will throw away. I wonder, why come? Why care? Why keep doing it? They aren't learning, they aren't doing, they aren't growing.
They walk around with their pants falling off. I can't help but think when they have to run they won't get far. They have their sideways hats, and their diamond studs. I can't help but wonder who was the poor sucker that bought it for these losers. They have their fashion statement shoes, and their brand new phone.
There are no dress codes, no rules. When will we fail, we already have.
We have to teach kids about the water cycle, because they can't infer anything, in fact extrapolation of any kind is beyond their grasp. The world has a raised a generation of illogical fatuous impetuous morons.
Then like life does, it gives you a surprise. Usually in the form of a genuinely kind student. A student who's hunger for knowledge can't be satiated by a one hour class. A student that studies in the library during lunch, the chem room after school, and a student that is always early.

10 Things

Lately I have read a lot of ten things. Ten things I didn't know after giving birth, ten things I didn't know I knew, ten things the carpet salesman is not telling you, etc. I will create my list of ten: Ten things I didn't know before moving in with someone/Josh.
1. I didn't know our toilet paper would disappear so fast, laundry would accumulate so much, and dishes would never end.  I never realized buying toilet paper would be a chore, and something to constantly stock up on. I didn't know the laundry would pile up, I thought that only happened in families of three plus. Dishes fall into the laundry pile, HOW DO WE HAVE SO MANY DISHES??? We are two people and yet the sink is never empty.  Even if we go on vacation we can come home to at least one dish, and its co conspirator resting beside the sink.
2. I didn't know going to the bathroom took a half an hour. I mean its pooping not a math test, or completing a circuit board, you have one duty while in there, just get it done in a timely manner.  I don't know why long potty breaks make this list, probably because we have one bathroom, but there it is.
3. Before we lived together I didn't know there would not be a good way to say "you annoy me, leave me alone." There really isn't, so you just have to say it and go to your opposite out buildings and have alone time.
4. I didn't know he wouldn't find breakfast in bed and back massages as endearing as I do.
5. I didn't know I'd have a personal nurse to care for my every ache and pain. Its one thing to cling to hope that your cramps will end and that you will slowly perish in the period pain abyss.  But its a lot better and completely different when you have someone warming your heating pads, looking up the best period pain killers, and putting your chocolate chip fudge brownies into the oven.
6. I didn't know that our goals and dreams would intertwine.  I imagined I would have my goals, his would be separate, and when they diverged we would also digress. However, much to my surprise the opposite is true.  Every goal and dream is set and planned together, and all of our hopes come to fruition.
7. I didn't know I would be the one starting the fires.  This might be rather person specific, but very true.  For as long as I can remember I've had an arsonphobia.  I had a difficult time in science classes, and had lab partners start 99% of my bunsen burners. Here I am starting the fires and warming the house, watch out chem labs!
8. I didn't know I would be responsible for cutting someone else's toenails because he doesn't happen to be as flexible as me.  He meets my requirements of clean feet, but I still cringe a little when the nails go a flying.
9. I didn't know sharing a bed would be so easy.  He is the best person to cuddle and we fit like a puzzle.  There is no his side or my side, there's just mattress to explore and crowd.
10. Lastly I didn't know I could get so lucky.  I fall more in love with him every day and have more fun with him than anyone else.
If you're reading this let me know your "I didn't know..."
We are seriously the best, ready to take on anything

Why I'm keeping my name

My last name is my last name. It is just as much a part of my identity as how tall I am or what color eyes I have, and its something I've never wanted to change.  Little girls in grade school would practice writing their name in their best cursive with their crush, at the time, last name.  All I wanted was to become Doctor Miller and it looked pretty great scrawled over my notebooks. I never thought about backlash and judgement, and bride bashing for wanting to keep my last name. I love Josh, I made a commitment and vowed to spend the rest of my life with him, and a last name is not part of nor does it have to be a part of that commitment.
When my friend got married and didn't change her name she warned me about the comments and I didn't believe her.
And then they came rolling in, from friends, family and strangers at the bank.
Comments I've received:
"How will people know who you belong to?"
The answer of course is I belong to myself and I refuse to be owned by anyone.  I am my own person sharing my life with the love of my life."
"Not changing your name?  How will they know he's your husband?"
The answer of course is they don't have to know anything.  I'm not marrying Josh to show my outward commitment to him with the rest of the world.  This is a sacred commitment between Josh and I.  If other people assume we are dating, or related, or just not that serious, I don't care. My relationship is between myself, God, and Josh.
"Not changing your name, don't you love him?"
The answer is of course I do.  I love Josh with every fiber of my being, which is exactly the reason why I'm spending the rest of my life with him.  A last name will never change how much I love him.
"Not changing your name, oh are you going to keep your name for professional reasons?"
The answer, perhaps when I was little that was my ambition, but the answer has evolved as have I.
"Not changing your last name, do you not like his last name?"
The answer is difficult, Reid is a lot like Miller, and I don't have a problem with either.  My favorite last name I've ever heard is Carmichael (Also the name of my imaginary boyfriend growing up) but I'm not changing my name to that either.
"When you have kids what will their last name be?"
Good question, and I don't have an answer, and I don't mind or have a problem with their last name being Reid or Miller.
Before Josh it was just Me
My name is my name and its been that way for the last quarter century, and it will probably remain that way until I die.

After Josh it was we 
Our wedding cards all said Mrs. and Mr. Reid, and I'm not irritated or ungrateful, that is tradition, and I'm not all that traditional.  Its a tradition that I've put a tremendously large amount of thought into, and it's not something that suited me or my needs.  I won't be changing my name or hyphenating my name, and I don't expect or encourage Josh to change his either.  To those of you that have I hope just as much thought was involved and it wasn't only about tradition.


Utah a post from the winter of fun times to come

Today this is what Utah had to offer. Sunshine in the summer time...ahem winter time. It's February!  I do love the great hiking weather but I was looking forward to snow, long sleeve weather and hot chocolate. We did do some snow hikes and I miss their epicness.
Anyway enough reminiscing, we had a good time and enjoyed the views. We were introduced to bacon wrapped tater tots, rock climbing slate canyon and chasing collies down mountains.